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I dated an awesome woman for 2 and a half years and I even bought her an engagement ring. I think I was so full of myself in our Church group that I thought I would show everyone how holy I was by breaking up with her and becoming a priest. The seminary kicked me out after only 7 weeks saying that my ego was too big. I never got back with her and she married someone else. For three years I thought I did the right thing because I had prayed about the decision and I thought I was doing it for the right reasons. Now though I realize God would of wanted us to have been married and that I was just an idiot making the biggest mistake of my life. We were really in love and got along great. Now I am 29 and I still live with my parents.

Don’t listen to Male 58. God works and speaks in mysterious ways. I was 32 and crushed by a failed relationship I had thought was God’s will, also was living with my parents at the time. Not quite a year later, I met the woman I eventually married. We are married 10 years now, and God has worked through us to bring healing to each other. We can misinterpret God’s will at times due to pride, which you’ve acknowledged. Humble yourself before Him. Be still and know that He is God. Ask Him to guide you.

I regret building a life with you. I loved you with all my heart. I always just kept waiting for you to be happy. We have beautiful children together, the one thing I don’t regret. Other than the kids, I wish I never met you. You were always in a sour mood. You put everything above me. You were a selfish and boring lover. You fought dirty, a quibble about running out of milk would have you screaming that I wasn’t a man and was fat and lazy. You talked about me behind my back to your friends and family. You never communicated with me on our relationship, dreams, or future. I showed my love 1000’s of times only to be cast aside and not recognized. Even still, I loved you with all my heart. I would have done everything and anything for you. You asked for the divorce and threw me to the curb like a piece of trash. I left with nothing, it was devastating. Ten years we were married and like that you cast me aside, changing all of our lives forever. No talking, no counseling, no emotion. You even divorced me behind my back. I had no say or input in anything. I’m finally at the point where I’m happy you did it. My eyes are open to the nasty monster you truly are. I am really happy now without you in my life. You held me back for so many years, you are dreamless. Good luck to you. I hope one day you find another man that loves you and the children like I did, they deserve it.

I regret being homophobic and transphobic. To anybody that is LGBTQ+ I am so sorry. I mean I realized I’m bisexual now so jokes on me, but that still doesn’t excuse the stuff I said. An example would be in class we watched a movie and the teacher asked us to name examples of deviant behavior and I said “like…being… gay I guess because the girl in there was called a ‘dyke’ and it was looked down upon in the movie” I didn’t mean to say being gay is wrong just meant it like in the movie it was but I knew openly gay people in the class including the teacher so I can see why I was wrong despite apologies to them. I’ve also said some highly homophobic sh*t in ’09 when I was questioning my orientation a bit like ‘ha Bob Saget rhymes with F*****t’ and ‘You look scared, it’s like you saw a Gay’ (instead of ghost) and ‘it’s okay to run from the alter if you find out the bride used to be a dude’. I still think bad thoughts but I keep it in so now I am
SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY for being an insecure homophobic b*tch.

I regret not trying to be more extroverted or social in school. I should’ve talked more, but I was to shy and because of that I’ve been outcasted, never had a relationship, sat alone multiple times, had temporary friendships, nobody to really call a best friend, my first kiss, been bullied for basically anything multiple times including by fake friends that I never got the chance to stand up to, and missed out on half of the childhood experience.

I regret never talking to the person I liked. I did sort of once but it was through a friend. I never been intimate and let my shyness get the best of me. I really should’ve taken a chance despite dodging bullets. My life would be better if I did once, but now I wonder what could be.

I regret watching pornography for the last 16 years of my life. Even if it was an occasional, four times a month habit, it still destroyed my sense of beauty, purity, and respect for the opposite sex. I am sure I could have been much more of a gentleman had I not consumed porn. The scariest part is that I still feel tempted to click the links and see more.

I regret being such a nice person towards those who didn’t deserve it. I can’t stop thinking about this one person in particular who took advantage of my kindness last year. In reality, I believe that she doesn’t care about me at all. She probably just smiles and says nice things to me to cover up how she really feels. It hurts to realize this now, but I’m glad that it hit me later instead of never. This year will be a lot different.

I know what that’s like having been used and betrayed by my so-called “friend”. His behavior is immature, which is unbecoming of an adult. He didn’t take personal responsibility for his misconduct by flaking out on me and not slowly paying off his debt to me $20 at a time like he’d promised. Such people tend to take others for granted and only think of what benefits themselves without any regard for the other.

I regret lying to you about having certain people in my life. I wanted to make you jealous so that you would give me more attention and love. But, doing that only pushed you away more. It breaks my heart to know that I may lose you behind people who aren’t even in my life. I’m such an idiot! You’re more important to me than you could imagine. I’m so sorry. I love you.

I understand what you coming from, I had been there myself. But for now on You should try to put yourself first , be honest about how you feel and it is okay to say no to people.
Is okay to be nice to people but never put them before your own need and feelings.

I regret caring. I hate that my exes words burn in my mind “you’ll never find someone” that was 5 years ago. I hate that I care too much and jump too far. Now you ha e a girlfriend and guess what, it’s not me! It hurts that I fell for you, that I jumped 20 miles ahead of where you where” I hate that we weren’t ever more than friends but in my mind it truly felt like you wanted something more. But no, now you have a girlfriend and you’re moving to a new state to be with her! It hurts because I have no idea what I did to mess it up and it hurts even worse knowing that you are leaving here to be with her, what did I do wro g? I’m sorry I cared and I’m even more sorry that I still care!

I regret cheating on my husband and carrying on an affair for nearly 2 months. I regret not telling him my thoughts before I acted on them because we could have talked through my feelings without causing any real hurt. I regret feeling good about the affait at the time. I winder if I will always feel gulty and if he will always feel hurt. I regret lying to many close friends to hide my secret. I regret that we now have to hide our own secret to maintain our image.

I feel your pain. I have hidden my wife’s multiple infidelities from everyone. Even now that we are broken up. It’s my last good deed to her. I feel really good about it. I am happy that people view her as a good Mother and great person. She is not, but only she can change that. Myself telling everyone doesn’t help my children or personal circles. You did something wrong and truly regret it. Let him know in some way of form everyday. He will get over it.

i regret getting married to my wife as i had the opportunity (within seven months on one hand and five years on the other hand) to have walked out of that courtship but went ahead to accept conditions that wasted my life for 13 years and had left me a looser academically, morally and materially. Now i am still fighting to get a divorce from her since 2006.

I regret being affraid of performing my thoughts or ideas when i know im capable, i regret not listening to my own voice thinking it doesnt exist or isnt good enough. I regret that my relationship with the person i actually still love didn’t work out because of their drug addiction and mental health issues. I wish i could tell them how much i still love them and how hard its been to live without them in my life. But i cant for my own mental health issues.

Grass is always greener across the street .
It is sad what you and your husband going tru unfortunately betray and infidelity are two things no human being will forget and it will always be the elpehnnon the room
For the rest of your relationship.
I hope you and your husband can find peace and happiness

I regret assuming you only wanted a boott call when we first talked. I didn’t know you very well and I just assumed that was why someone as handsome as you would even contact me. Then we lost touch because of your girlfriend, that I now know you were trying to escape. You contacted me two years later saying you always thought of me. We met that night. I fell head over heels in love with you. Acted like a fool. The over excited pushy female that comes on to strong and I pushed you away. Even though we had sex and have the most amazing emotional connection and are now 1 1/2 years into the best friend ship ever, I’m still so in love with you it’s killing me. She is horrible to you. But you stay. Is it because she is younger skinny and blonde? I’m older fat and have more grey hair than I should? I tried to stop your wedding. I wanted to tell her about us so she would leave you. I failed. I regret the things I did that you don’t even know about. I have sat outside your house and cried, even though you didn’t know I know where you lived. I’ve called her work and told her you were cheating. She didn’t care. I know where your new house is, but I’ve never driven to it. I love you so much I’d rather die than than see you with her forever. I feel like our friendship is fake. I know why you come around. It’s because I have bought your friendship with expensive gifts, and pills.
Even though I suffer and go with out I will still give them to you because it’s the only way I get to see you. I hate myself for it. I hate you for marrying her a year after meeting me and having sex and secret nights at my house together. I want to stop taking your messages, I want to stop seeing you, I want to stop giving you my very much needed medicine. I buy you presents that are very expensive and I have no job. I take away from bill money or don’t buy food to buy things for you so you will like being around me. I regret not seeing that first night because all of this may be different. You may not be with her. I always tell you how mad I am and I’m upset at people for making me feel used. I always say it’s someone else, but it’s you. I wish I could stop loving you. I wish we had never met because then I wouldn’t feel like this. You don’t know how mentally ill I am. I e never told you. My level of depression keeps me living in a constant state of suicidal ideation. I want to die when you’re not around and I feel like the only person in the world when you’re around.
I regret trying to stop your wedding.
I regret our sexual relationship.
I regret loving you so much I can’t date anyone else
I regret telling you I make money selling art, because I’m on welfare.
I regret not seeing you that first night in 2012.
I regret acting like a psycho when we met in 2015.
I regret telling your sister all about your horrible wife’s comment about wanting you to die.
I regret caring.
I regret “buying” your friendship.
I regret everything.
I regret meeting you because now I love someone who doesn’t care.
I regret sending letters to her about us.
I regret calling her work.
I regret sending gifts to your house for her from a fake guy so you’d want to leave her.
I regret being alive. Nothing worked because I was so stupid to think you would ever actually want me. I’m disgusting. I regret everything because I love you so much I’m sacrificing everything in me to show you love, so you can go home to her and lay with her in your arms. You slept with me because she would sleep with you. I think you sleep with her and use me when it’s convenient. I’m so mentally destruovee you im seriously considering asking my doctor and therapist that you know nothing about for a mental health admission to escape you before I kill my self. Or die from heartbreak.

You are not disgusting, you loved a man unconditionally. Go see a doctor and get some depression medication. I am promise you that there is a man out there that will love you as much as you loved him, if not even more! You need to first love yourself before that can happen. 🙂 You are a beautiful person! Hang in there! No man is worth taking your life.

I regret not ever having a girlfriend, not even a one night stand. I got married at 43 to a woman considerably older than me and it more of a partnership than a marriage. We each benefit from it, but it is not love.

I tried, diligently, several times, to find useful advice, techniques, and methods to understand and alter an ultimately failing marriage. All I found was a preoccupation with a non-existent mental illness diagnosis.

I regret finding the incredible value in “relationship education” so late……where I ultimately found a far better and larger understanding, a needed foundation for making useful accommodations and alterations.

I regret not finding (and I didn’t look hard enough, either) ‘older person’s advice, council, and observations regarding many, many things in life. (maybe we just have a severe lack of forums?)

This had been a marriage of 33 yrs–two great kids (married with degrees and good positions..out on their own); no unemployment, no money problems, no addictions, no disability, no crushing in-law problems, compatible religious belief/practice, support for her pursuit and completion of MBA and MD degrees……in a couple of words “HIGHLY SALVAGEABLE” in my not so humble opinion.

I so painfully regret letting myself get back up. I regret always trying to help others before myself. I regret telling someone close about my biggest secret and it shattering her mind. I regret feeling so much pain for those around me. I regret choosing to block my heart off with anger with the belief it would protect me. But most of all I regret the immense psychological pain I put my self through being raped by my mom’s uncle when I was only 4 and I never told anyone because he threatened to kill my brother who was 3 and now your growing up and don’t have time for me anymore. But true regret is feeling alone your whole life and now your not but the feeling is still as strong.

I head you show on the BBC this morning and it had a great impact on me. I realized how many regrets I have in my life and needed to express them. They have weighted heavy on my heart for many years. So I decided I needed to express them and get them out and re-open my heart.
I regret taking my first cigarette at the age of three. Stealing my fathers Zippo lighter and Old Gold cigarettes and going out to a lot in Coney Island near our home and smoking. I got caught and was spanked. I regret that my family were addicts and it set a pattern for me also. I have smoked for over 50 yrs. and now I want to quit and it is so hard to quit. I regret that it has effected my health.

I regret that before my father died I did not tell him how I felt about him and what he did to me, how he treated me, humiliated me, raged at his son, and was not a father at all. He did the same to my brother who died at 23yo. from heroin addiction. I needed him so badly as a father. I didn’t tell him because he looked so pitiful but I wanted to. I went to his funeral more out of duty to my mother than to see him buried. He was dead to me emotionally many years before.

I regret I was not more honest with my feelings in my relationships. I felt so needy and weak inside i went along and did not say what I felt. I so needed to be wanted, needed, respected i sold out. I stayed longer in relationships than I should have. This built resentments over time. I regret not having spoken my truth. This made me resentful and angry. It should have not made a difference what the other person felt I should have put my feelings on the line and lived with the reality. Either stay and be honest, work it through or get out of the relationship.

I regret not taking better care of myself. I regret not struggling through the difficulty of change. I regret finding myself angry at other people because I have not done what I needed to do. I wonder if I am giving and caring because I need to be needed or if this is who I am really.

Shel Silvertein wrote a play/film called Little Murders. This is how I feel when I don’t live my truth. I feel I kill myself off a little more each time I don’t.

May I have the courage to change, be loving, commpassionate, emphathetic, and caring in my life.

I regret playing it safe; I should have been braver. I regret thinking small, being fearful, afraid to get hurt. I regret pretending to the world that everything is fine, while inside I feel dead. Even now I’m not sure I could say that in public. I regret holding out for a ‘better deal’ and letting an amazing relationship slip away years ago; now I get to think about her every day. I regret not fully appreciating that ‘the love you make equals the love you take.’ I regret embracing the cheap thrills of online pornography, it’s a hard habit to break. I regret not fully exploiting the career opportunities I was given. I regret not being the man that I know I could and should be.

I regret ever having met R.M. I regret having been drawn into his web of lies and deceit. I regret having wasted so much time attempting to help him become a decent human being. I regret having tried to have a meaningful relationship with him, having shared my family and home with him. I regret having believed in him, and having allowed him access to anything that mattered to me. I regret having cared for him. I regret having ever thought he was capable of honesty of any kind. Most of all, on behalf of myself and all the other people he has conned, I regret that he exists.

What’s there to regret about it? There’s nothing wrong with experimenting in making use of your creative juices through writing. Sometimes, it’s the flamers that can be mean or too harsh to try to discourage the author.

I regret living my life in fear. Fear of teasing, fear of bullying, fear of no one loving me, fear of being confident, fear of being successful at whatever I did, fear of standing up for myself, fear of claiming my space in life, in taking charge of my existence. Fear of being accepted, fear of expecting to be respected, fear of feeling entitled to be happy. Especially fearing I could be happy. I am female, widowed, age 65.

I regret being born to parents who did not love me. It is so hard to make up for not knowing love. I wish I could heal that wound. I never feel worthwhile, never believe I am worth loving. I regret how my shame and self doubt doomed relationships, and made me fearful. I regret withdrawing and letting myself go. I regret this total absence of pleasure in my life. I feel so dead inside.

I regret not going to college when I was in my twenties. I didn’t think I could do it with 2 little kids and no family to support me. I raised my children in poverty. I regret not having more courage. I started school when I was 42 and at 46 am not sure anyone will ever hire me, no matter how good my grades are.
Female

I regret not knowing soon enough I was impoverished. Not impoverished because lacking money and the assorted goods and wares it can buy. Those things abounded throughout my first 35 years. I regret not realizing before I did that to remain in the United States of America meant being poor in ways beyond the usual measures. I regret not leaving the United States of America, never to return, sooner than I did.

Male – age 36
I regret being introduced to pornography and masturbation at age 11. I am fighting porn addiction to this day. Although I am doing much better now in resisting the temptation (thanks to my relationship with God) I still slip in moments of weakness.
In the moments when I slip I feel so horrible and far from God, and I have to fight feelings of condemnation and it is an absolute struggle to pray. Thank God for His redemptive nature…that is what keeps me in those times.

I regret wasting so many years of my life waiting to be who I already knew I was due to fear of the unknown and what ifs. Had I not let so many years pass me by maybe things would have turned out differently for me. Instead, I played a role and searched for love and the need to belong in all the wrong places and spaces. I suppose it’s better late than never though the course of life has now changed.

This morning a girl did her tedtalk on keeping secret regrets and how writing them down helps rid the mind of any anxiety caused by them. So she mentioned this website. And we’re going to give it a try. Also I have been listening to the same song on repeat for two days now and it’s beautiful and pretty much ties to this with time moving forward such as the lyrics: “nothing can be changed, the past is still the past” but the artist also says “I should have wrote a letter, explaining what I feel, that empty feeling”. I’m all about letters. I love writing them. But most of the time I write letters to people full of peaceful and happy feelings. But this regret is an empty feeling. So that is why we are here.

I regret ruining my relationship with my parents over a boy. I regret ever letting it go as far as it did where I was constantly lying and feeling the deep sorrow of regret in my stomach every time I would lie straight to their face to cover up hanging out with him. It’s been months now since any trouble has happened and I still feel the guilt. I feel the guilt still now even though I am no longer lying. Everything I do now I feel as if I should be suspicious and deceiving. I can’t shake the feeling and every time I come home I still face my parents disappointing stares because they have every right to suspect I am doing something I shouldn’t. But I cannot confront them on it and say that is no longer who I am because I am holding so many secrets in my heart. My relationship with my mom was never strong to begin with and now it is completely severed.
I regret fighting so hard to try to get them to understand. I regret trying to get my parents to see what I did in him. I regret being so vulnerable and open to him. I regret it every day as his texts are a reminder of all the pain I have suffered through and caused my parents to suffer through for over a year now.
He tells me he would go back. He does not regret it. He knows how badly I’ve ruined my home life. He knows all the secrets and the hiding and the covering up paths. He knows it was all off the record. He was fine with it. I regret how fine he was with it. He should have knocked me back into reality to tell me I am an idiot–although I understand 100% it was all on me and my fault entirely–but now he tells me he would go back and live it all again. And I ponder it over night after night. I would not go back. If I could go back simply to the simple moments with him. All alone I would. But I would not go back to the constant fights with my parents. I would not go back to the tears and the hurt and the worry and disappointment in my moms eyes.

I regret still having feelings for him and having small doses of hope that things will someday work out. I regret still texting him and wasting hours of life still wanting to be as we were in the summer.
I regret being so young and thinking it was all worth it.

I finally regret how long this is. I have never been one for short and simple and this proves it.

I regret viewing pornography for the first time as a child many years ago. Since then it has set in like a terminal cancer and slowly started to destroy every aspect of my life, emotions and personality. I sincerely hope it’ll leave me one day but til then I am cursed by my own actions and mind.

I bitterly regret being talked into having kids. Everyone told me I’d be a “good parent” , I’d love it & my life would continue. WRONG! I hate it, I have no life at all, can’t do the things I like to do & live in abject misery & despair When they’re old enough to look after themselves I’m leaving. I dont hate them, I’m just not the parent type.

I bitterly regret being talked into having kids. Everyone told me I’d be a “good parent” , I’d love it & my life would continue. WRONG! I hate it, I have no life at all, can’t do the things I like to do & live in abject misery & despair When they’re old enough to look after themselves I’m leaving. I dont hate them, I’m just not the parent type.

Suffering from depression at least twice in my life and not seeking help. Living in a state where goodness is a state of not being not depressed. So much that so many would appreciate but no joy. Waiting for atoms to join the universe again.

My biggest regret is that I didn’t take care of my father when he was alive. It was only after his death when I saw his bank passbook, that it dawned on me that he was actually struggling with his finances. But even without knowing his financial situation, I have absolutely no excuse for not giving him a few dollars one day when I accidentally bumped into him at a provision shop and he asked for some small change to buy fruits. I let myself believe the family lore that he was giving away the family funds (entirely earned by him doing two jobs simultaneously, by the way) to undesirable sycophants, not realizing that in actual fact all the funds were being eaten up by legal fees used for evicting a recalcitrant tenant. My excuse to myself was that giving a small amount once would set the precedent for repeated similar behavior!! And neither did I give him emotional support or company. One evening I was driving my children and their friends to the park and I noticed him sitting by himself on a park-bench. I actually took a diversion to avoid passing right in front of him!

Recently on his 30th death anniversary I put up a $5000 obituary column acclaiming all that he had done for his family in the hope of absolving myself a little . But the feel-good emotion I felt was only transient. I’ll carry this regret to my grave, I know.

I regret not doing something more meaningful with my life. I was so loved as a child. I was raised with liberty but at the same time with the needed guide you need to have to be a better person and I’m shy and feel akward in public. It is hard for me to share with people and I always feel that everyone is dishonest. I don’t understand why most of people are mean to each other and I prefer to stay away instead of try to understand their motivation. I could have been so much more. I could have tried to improve the world at least from within my little social cyrcle. I stay all day watching tv instead of doing things. I don’t think I will be able to ever get a partner as I’m awkward and shy. I take little time to improve myself and I feel always fat, and unactrative instead of doing something about it. I regret being so pasive instead of doind something to change how I feel.

I regret letting my insecurities turn me into a “whore” looking so desesperetly for love and acceptance. I let people play with my feelings, soul and body just to feel “pretty”. I destroyed my reputation by sexting, sending nudes and sleeping with guys that didn’t love me so that I could feel like somebody cared. I just wanted attention. I didn’t love myself enough.

Realizing what it was is part of overcoming the battle. You were made just the way God intended. All of your activities are in the past. It’s over, move forward, it is never too late to become a new you.

i wish i had turn my back on my wedding day. maybe i have found my happiness today.. Not like this that i am so sad married and stuck with the wrong guy. i should have waited and look really if he will give me happiness. i was blinded with love. i did not use my brain. now that the love has gone, i can see clearly. everytime i am with him, i wish he is another man…

I regret being a screwed person who cannot keep a normal relatiopnship with anybody, i regret that all of my decisions have left me alone, i regret that no one wants to hang out with me, i regret texting my friends knowing that they don´t care. i regret being not being able to be happy.

I regret not leaving the teaching profession years ago when I first began to hate my job. I do not regret entering the profession, however I regret remaining in a job/position that no longer brings me happiness. This is my 17 year in the classroom and honestly I began to question whether or not this job was a good fit for me almost 8 or 9 years ago. Now I feel trapped – I’m older and have so much time invested in this one profession which makes it much more difficult to find an alternative career. I regret not becoming 200% committed to searching for a new job when I first began to feel unhappy. Had I done so I would not be so miserable now. Its to the point I can barely fake it anymore – it literally takes every fiber of my being to motivate myself to get up and go to work and then pretend to be excited and enthusiastic about my job. There was a time when it didn’t feel like a job at all. However, now the only thing that matters is test scores. I spend more of my time redirecting and disciplining students than teaching them. Parents are very quick to place blame on the teacher even when their child is completely out of control. I feel terribly for my students who really want to come to school to learn as I’m forced to spend more time and energy on the ones who don’t – its not fair to them and its definitely not fair to them. I have no more emotional energy to give to this job and the profession deserves so much more from me than I can give but I just can’t do it. I regret not being more financially secure to walk away – I regret not having more faith to simply walk away from a job I loathe.

I wasn’t gunna comment because teachers at this point have done nothing but offer me the impression of exactly what you have said…empty, darkness of negativity…just like the ones before and the ones before that…even the ONE and ONLY that I truly considered possibly the ONE and ONLY ONE that could be the most perfect complete person in my life that I could see and assist being more positive than so many more before and behind him…blah blah blah…however…I was apparently only living in a fantasy world and teachers are now nothing but seriously selfish and insensitive towards my son and his fellow peers in the so many situations that he has the deal with on his own so…all I can off as suggestions is…I’m so sorry to have to tell u this but…”It’s unfortunate however…realistic to say…life simply doesn’t work that way…and perhaps…it’s time u consider…running for your own life instead of simply watching someone else younger than yourself doing so! that an saying…Oh I don’t know what you are talking about!” pffftthhhh!…omgoshg how does it feel darlin????

This is a very old post… And the person who vented this regret is probably long gone. However in case for some reason u do return…please accept my apology for such a heartless response prior…I was is a bad place and I should never have taken out on anyone but the person who I was hurting over. U fortunately for me he won’t talk to me…which leaves me feeling helpless and uncared about. My experience with the teacher who has left me at such a devastated emotional firecracker is obviously going through enough himself… As I can see he has gone to subbing instead of being so involved as before. I know you all must go through enormous pressure…and agree with what seems to b ur issue about the negative behavior is attention and time consuming more so than it should b tolerated. However what is our future going to b like without teachers like you? I’m afraid to ask and think about it too long…I’m sorry…please forgive me…and those of us who are beyond our own capabilities to cope with our lives appropriately. May God b with you in your travels and the warmth of the sun around you for the rest of your days.

I regret treating my my baby mama like rubbish. I’m still in love with her and when I see her it brings everything back. I’ve been with other women and they just don’t do anything for me other than meet my needs. I have ruined everything. I’m 40 now and dread my life without her in it I screwed up badly. I hurt her and her family and will never be able to take that back. I will always love you if only we could have another shot. Your always my num1 and the best mother for our daughter.

I regret that I did not deal with my anger issues earlier. I regret that I hit the only woman I ever loved and then lost her. Hiting her was the lowest moment of my life. Afterwards I went to therapy and self help groups. I changed but I should have done it earlier.

I regret allowing myself to be used by opportunists. I’ve come to the conclusion that no one outside of my immediate family cares about me. I’m only important when I’m needed and insignificant when I’m not. I plan on becoming numb to it all. I don’t trust anyone and love is superficial to me now. I’m hurting so badly and I regret that I tolerated this pain for so long.

I regret not fighting harder to keep you when I had the chance.
I regret not being strong enough to have our child.
I regret marrying who I married.
I regret trying to make something work that I know is already doomed.
I regret not loving you like I could have if I wasn’t in love with someone special else who I know doesn’t love me back like I do.

I regret ever getting mad at you grandma and not valuing all the time you were on this earth.
I regret waiting till next weekend to go see you and not knowing that you were dying.
I regret not opening the door anytime my dad came to leave us food despite my mom’s threats that she would beat us if we had any contact with him.
I regret not telling my dad the truth about my mother’s violence towards us.

Although we are very different, I can’t stop thinking about you, and how you call me out on my shit when no one else does. I’m sorry that my mental health issues have more than likely fucked up any chance there ever was for us to be together

I regret not know how to let go and feel resentment. I was selfish, and even with all the love and time invested, I still regret not have been mature enough to say goodbye on time. Even when I knew it was going to end… when he was struggling for something I didn’t truly understand and he was every day more distance from me. I just feel guilty for pushing him and pushing myself to retain a love that was painful for the both of us.

I regret letting you move 200 miles away from the life you knew to live with me here in my home state when I wasn’t ready for you to. For not taking our “do or die” moment as seriously as you did. I have regretted this every single day since you left in 2009.

I regret shattering my high school sweetheart Josh’s heart senior year. I regret all of the toxic relationships I’ve settled for since. I also regret leaving my ex Brandon back in Atlanta. I tried so hard to make amends after but he refused all contact 😦

I regret that how I have treated Denise and not been the man she needed me to be. I wish I would have met her when we were young and that her children with Paul, get ex-husband would have been ours. I missed 17 years of her being married to another man. I wish I could have been that man.

I think about you every second of the day. Itruly messed up and regret leaving you for her. The woman I dated, treated and had sex with when we were together. I feel
In love with her and six years later I realise it was a huge mistake. Instead of doing all those things I did for her I should have done for you. The biggest thing I could have done was listened to you, treated you and took you out on dates.
You took your time dating whilst raising out daughter and I was convincing myself you couldn’t get a man only to have now found the man of your dreams and have our daughter as a bridesmaid. Im now separated from this woman and live alone wishing I could just turn back time. I missed out on the crucial and most amazing years of my daughters life. I missed the every day bringing up and I will never get that back. Please know I will always love you your my only love.

Having so many regrets in my life has caused me so much pain and suffering. Making a stupid mistake once and then other stupid mistakes over and over all culminated into a complete breakdown. Reading other posts and realizing that this depression/shame/guilt could go on forever is crippling.
Not really figuring myself out, my fears and hopes and dreams never being communicated to anyone, leaves me in a deep despair that now none of those dreams will be realized because I messed up so badly.
Counseling, pills, etc don’t seem to help and going back to the same person month after month to talk about the same stuff makes me feel better for the hour that I am there but pathetic afterwards for letting myself wallow in the same miserable story.
If only is the worst phrase that runs around in my mind constantly…

I believe life is full of pain and we have to tolerate some of it and find meaning from it. Those that hurt us crossed our paths to learn us a lesson and that may be making you a better person to ensure your next relationship is successful! 🙂

I regret everything I ever did wrong during our relationship. I often wonder what could’ve been. Apart of me is glad you left and the fact I would’t let you come back because I knew the demons you were carrying, besides I knew things happen for a reason. I knew you couldn’t give me the life I wanted. Which really all I wanted was to have our own place, live our life then pursue a family. Almost 3 years later I found out you’re going to be a dad. My heart shattered, Regardless I’m glad it’s not me, I’m glad you’re happy or I hope you really are and I hope this baby changes you for the better. I remember all of our conversations about have a family. You’re gonna be a great dad .. I’m just hoping you don’t let go of all the dreams you had of your future because of this child and her. Thank you for everything, for showing me alot and always teaching me. I’ll always have a small place for you in my heart. I wish you enough .. Forever and 2 days after.

I regret failing my university course last year.
I regret not accepting the extra help I was offered.
I regret ignoring my own stress because everything else felt right.
I regret thinking I could just muddle through.
I regret missing my grandmother’s funeral so I could fail those exams.
I regret I never sent my friends there any message of goodbye until they already knew.
I regret letting a person there talk to me how he did.
I regret that its been nearly two months since I emailed the person who was my best friend there.
I regret not telling my friends at my new university about this.
I regret how much energy I’ve spent regretting these things.

I regret having value for those who had no value for me. I regret that I didn’t see it earlier. I regret being with a weak man who cheated on me. Why did I marry a man who didn’t have any value for himself and how could i expect him to have any value for me or our daughter. I’m happy that it ended and I learned to value myself a lot more.

To my ex, when you feel lonely and hopeless, just remember that it was you who walked out on your family. It was you who stabbed yourself in the back, see you thought you were stabbing me but in reality you stabbed yourself. You have no value for your 2 year old daughter. YOU make me sick. You were always soo jealous of me, jealous of the type of person i am. Its not my fault that you didnt get the same as me, and how dare you make me feel like i should be less just so that you can be more.

In the end i don’t regret anything because I have a beautiful family of two, me and my daughter. She loves me a lot, and values me! Every time I cook her a nice meal she always says “Delicious, yummy”. Anytime she feels happy with me she gives ME a cuddle and a kiss on the cheek. Sorry you don’t deserve her love and affection.

I regret the fact that I listened to my adoptive mother’s smear campaign about you. Despite all of your issues with substance abuse and the fact that you were not the most reliable person in my life, youre still my mother and I love you. When I saw you for the last time in the hospital in 2013 you told me that God gave you a second chance and you were finally giving up drugs for good. I let my abusive adoptive mother’s slander of you poison my heart. I didn’t believe you could be sober, after decades of drugs, and I held that bitterness inside me. The drugs finally stole you from me last month, like a petty thief. I was too high and mighty to bother with keeping in contact with you, and now I wish that I could have been by your side as you took your last breath. Your death has changed the way I look at addicts now. It’s opened my eyes to the very real reality that you, like all other addicts, were sick and consumed by this demon. I wish I would have swallowed my pride instead of thinking of you as callous and unloving. Maybe if I had been there for you more you wouldn’t have relapsed after your last stay in rehab. Maybe your damaged lungs wouldn’t have finally given out because you chose the needle again. Maybe you needed me to be in your corner, supporting your effort to fight. I didn’t get to go to your funeral. I miss you every day and because of you, I’ll never judge another person who’s bound in addiction. I love you mom. I always will.
27/f

The thing I regret most is trusting those who didn’t deserve it! Constantly letting boys talk me into thinking there’s something there when really isn’t. The thing I regret is sleeping with him. I know it was wrong on so many levels as he has a girlfriend and I’m not making excuses but he made me feel special after leaving my ex a month prior due to him making me feel unimportant. He said that he has never done anything like that before and that he doesn’t regret it as he likes me yet now he doesn’t speak two words to me. This all happened a month ago now I’ve met the sweetest guy ever and I want to give it ago but I’m worried it will be like every other relationship I’ve had

I regret reacting to the people around me who bullied me for 12 years. Maybe if I tried keeping myself invisible, I’d never have depression or thoughts of suicide. Maybe I’d never be called a psycho anymore. Maybe I wouldn’t be the one that makes the girls say “nobody cares about her, anyway”. Maybe I wouldn’t be looked at as someone who should “be locked up in a mental hospital”. Maybe I wouldn’t be the one that people hopes “gets hit by a bus”. Maybe, just maybe….people wouldn’t tell me to “cut myself”. What people have said over the years in school, from calling me a crybaby to calling me a psychopath or threatening to hurt me, it all hurts so much. And it seems like they’ll never regret or remember. But I won’t forget.

I regret believing in people, it’s all a lie to elude the on lookers. Nobody truly gives a crap about much of anything except of course what they want out of the sinerio…they are all selfish, insensitive, trouble makers. At first I thought it was just the male species that were not to be counted on for being sincere and actually thinking about anything but their own selfish wants, but any females in my life have a very similar track record. I wish I understood what the whole meaning of life is. Why it was necessary for me to survive in this world, when it’s obvious that I am destined to have people in it, who actually seem to prefer me unhappy and left to feel unloved or appreciated, even tho it’s the last thing I would do to them. I so don’t want to be here anymore…I just can’t wait for the right time to leave and start a new life elsewhere far away from anyone I know in this life. Anyone I would love to include in my life, doesn’t wish to include me as a valuable option, and those I contend with in my life are chosen to not be ignored simply because they are all I have. My child is the ONLY ONE who seems to see that I often go ignored or pushed aside and let down, when it comes to things that are small but make a big difference, time after time after time.

When i was young ( 12 years) my dog bit another dog and my uncle left him
on the street forever. I didn’t fight for him . I didn’t look for him. My uncle convinced
me that he would be okay and i believed him .
My poor dog.
15 years later the full impact of what i did hit me and i could not stop crying…. I cried for days
I didn’t fight for the one life that was dependent on me.
I can’t live with my mistakes…

My biggest regret is not telling anyone the truth of how my arm got broken last year. My husband, in a fight, threw me down the hallway and I fell. I had to have surgery and hardware put in to fix my arm. Never having had surgery, I was of course very scared. He hasn’t been violent with me since then, but I don’t feel the same way about him anymore. Nor will my arm be the same anymore. Everyday is a reminder of what he did to me. Why didn’t I tell? Because I didn’t want my family to think any less of him. We’ve been married 30 years. He is a good, decent man who lost his temper resulting in me getting hurt. That being said, I feel ashamed I’m treating him better than he treated me that day. I don’t know if I will ever love him the same anymore, but at least I feel a little better knowing someone (albeit strangers) is reading the truth about what really happened. Keeping this secret has been very emotional for me.

I regret letting him go. I could have been in a happy, loving relationship right now. Instead, I ran from him out of fear and lost him forever. The thought of him possibly loving someone else is tearing me apart. I can’t imagine someone enjoying the man who wanted to love me. I don’t know if I’ll ever come close to having that again. So, I give up on love and being hopeful about experiencing it.

i regret saying to my mom ” if you would have just done what the dr told you to do and taken better care of yourself, maybe you wouldn’t be in this mess.” She died eight months later from kidney failure.
I know she thought I was mad at her at that moment , maybe I was. She was in and out of hospitals every month till her passing. She would ask once in a while if I was mad at her. I told her no but I know what I said to her that day hurt her and for that I can never forgive myself.
I was her caregiver throughout her illness until she passed but that one day when I scolded her like a child is in my brain forever.

My biggest regret is ever picking up that knife. If I never did it, I wouldn’t be struggling now. But if I had the chance to go back, I wouldn’t because I would be on a different road than I am now, maybe even dead. But I still regret doing it because now I struggle daily with not picking up a knife. It’s been 2 years since the first time and I still struggle just as bad as I did 2 years ago. It’s like a drug. A drug that only leaves scars and emotional turmoil and even embarrassment.

I resorted to prostitution/escorting to stay afloat. I regret lying about what my job was to my newest potential lover. I want out so so badly but it all seems so far away. No one will ever know what I have had to do. It is something that will have to stay with me for life. I know the shame will fade with time but I will alway be in fear of my partners and family finding out.

I regret not taking chances in Life
Playing safe, and trying to shelter myself from being Hurt by others
Has cost me missing out on experiences, I would have lived by now
Perhaps I would be next to the only person who has ever loved me as I am, someone who poured all of his feelings and received rejection in return
I just hope life can extend me an opportunity
That I may make things right
And be a little closer
To walking on the edge

My biggest regret is the last thing I said to my father before committed suicide.
The last time I saw him he was trying to say goodbye (leaving for work in another country). But because​ he was interrupting my game time I told him to
“Fuck off and die”
Im so sorry and I miss him so much.

When you lived a life full of regret.
When you resent the education choices you have done.
When you seclude yourself from everyone, Don’t share how broken you are. Don’t experience a life that should be lived. You only play it safe and never try to connect with someone.
Then one day, you meet someone, it goes great, it feels good. You come out of your shell, you talk to them, but then your doubts hit. you start to hide away. Not being as engaging, thinking, convinced that you missed your chance. You can live with that.
Only to find out. That you hadn’t missed it out. Not until they told you that it did.
That’s when you go back to your regrets.
Back to the resentment.
Back to being secluded.
Rinse and repeat.

I regret bringing my sweet Jack Russell/Chihuahua/Terrier black and white mix to my other dog’s Vet appointment. I took my other dog inside to his appointment, and left her in my car, in her seat like I’ve done many times before as she loved car rides and I loved bringing her along. But this time was tragic. She had caught herself up in her safety leash and choked to death.

I regret that I haven’t been brave enough to clarify where my boundaries are with others before they’ve crossed them. This has caused more drama in my life than almost anything else. Women, particularly in the South, are raised to believe that assertiveness will be perceived as bi***iness & that this is incompatible with being loved & accepted.

A secret was revealed to me by my partner’s best friends Fiance, she told me that when they had split up she had a threesome with another girl (her friend) and one of his best friends!

They are back together they have 3 children and are getting married next year!
This secret would destroy them and the friendship, what I feel guilty about is that I said I would keep this secret but I feel I should tell my partner, he is also best friends with the other guy, he is an usher at our wedding too!
I don’t know why but I feel guilty knowing this! The other guy said he would deny it anyway and the friend of mine swore me to secrecy and that her fiancé can never ever know,

now, the threesome guy does have a reputation and is a known cheat but I think this is the lowest of the low really.

Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated, The guys go out drinking etc together, I mean there may be a possibility that my partner already knows but has just not told me, which is fine! But what if it comes out? the fiancé of my friend would be devastated and I would feel so bad for knowing this.

I don’t want to put this guilt on my partner or for him to lose a friend.
Please help !

Secret keeper,
Better to tell him and let him decide,
She “regrets” what she did, she also has no problem having her creep be friends with hubby after the fact.
Statements from 5 “friends” after my divorce range from, I did not tell you before because I thought you would not believe me, I did not tell – I thought you would get mad at me,
It was none of my business.
A friend would tell the person. Just saying. Easy to not tell when you are not the one on ass end. Do it anon., works here! Good luck.

Secret keeper,
The deal breaker is allowing her “creep”
pal to continue to be pals with hubby without telling hubby. She should have told him before 3 children existed.
Please note, no one involved is in hubbys shoes. It’s thought provoking as to how this would play out if situation was reversed.

My biggest regret was listening to Feminazi propaganda about women. Later in life I talked over old times with some of my female friends & I now know that a lot of them wanted to fool around but I came across as uninterested.

I wish I knew why u came into my life…and yet for what? To come around and make me feel insufficient yet one more time? I don’t ever remember doing anything to you that deserved it confusing insensitive ways to hurt me by leaving everything for the wind to blow dust into my eyes. I tried so hard to talk to u and yet u had no time for me…I walk away and try to feel confident that I at least I tired to communicate with u and offer u the best opportunity I could to allow us both the most exceptional chance to have something unique and cherish able between us…only to be alone in my feelings…and then have u Saunder along back…pretending to care once again when u so obviously don’t. U r an attention hog… heaven forbid u return any act of flattery that is substantial enough to feel good about. Please just go find another person to drive to drink AJ… I just am not strong enough! Please stop!!😞

I regret giving myself fully to someone for almost 10 months. I love him and I thought that by holding on it would work but he broke up with me anyway.

I regret being too kind and weak.

I regret not joining the military

I regret opening up to some people about some very personal secrets.

I regret not being myself sometimes because I’m scared of certain people not liking me.

Mostly, I regret hurting myself with constant bad decisions . I wonder if this is what the rest of my life will be… I don’t know if I will ever love myself or if I will ever forgive myself. I feel guilty for wanting to die because my life is not so bad.

I regret not being more boundaried in my life. Now I have raised my late sister’s child since her death 10 years ago to be demanding and rude, my mother cares little about my welfare unless she is taken care of first because I always made sure you where ok before I was mum, my friends disappear when there are in a relationships reappearing in tears when its over because ‘I’m so kind’, I regret keeping my sister’s secret of HIV and had an impossible funeral bill that took me years to pay for because no one I knew loved me like she did, now my boyfriend is not being clear what I am to him after 3 years because I was afraid to lose a popular surgeon as potential husband. I regret not making my boundaries clear. All I did was done in the name of fear or being rejected. Never again! I will start from scratch now and build new healthy relationships. I regret not having clear boundaries. 36 years old female.

My biggest regrets is that I married a man to whom i loved .. Everything seems different which i nvr thought this could happen to my life .. All my beautiful dreams are faded I feel so lonely n need someone to love me more n more

Four things I regret:
1. Not having studied for my degree at King’s College London after being offered a place there because I felt I wouldn’t be good enough.
2. Being too afraid to move to Japan after being offered an amazing opportunity to work there through the JET programme.
3. Not coming out as transgender much earlier in life.
4. Taking so long to stop caring what other people think of me.

I regret not having to pursue the girls I liked in these past years. Those girls really liked and loved me from the start til’ the end, and I was there standing like it was nothing, too shy, too childish and too immature. Now they all have boyfriends and seems to be happy with their current life, I’m happy too with mine but became that kind of geek that stays in a dark room and feeling worthless, nobody seems to care about me anymore.

I regret I am a grown woman who normally knows what to do…and yet I do not more often in the last couple years more so than ever. I feel completely at a loss as to what the right thing to do is. I know what the most people who SAY the right thing to do is…and yet I feel like it is NOT what is right for me. I have been struggling to do what is right consistently in my marriage for over 26 yrs now. Even when my husband was able to physically perform, he was pretty selfish sexually as well as outside the bdrm. However with mental challenges known I usually leaned on that as an excuse along with the others he offered me. Now as he has grown even older and seems to be a lot less verbally abusive and more interested in making me happy more than ever and yet he can’t seem to physically perform even with a new porn going at the same time in the room. I feel like no matter what I do, or how old I get, I am not good enough to deserve the efforts and love that I am willing to share with another. I have a child with my spouse and he seems to be no longer seeing the woman I know he was having an affair with for over 20yrs… and yet I can’t help but wonder if it were her that broke it off because all of a sudden after confronting him on his on going relationship etc. he is not able to get even get close to being anything more than a limp member of parliament so to speak!
What am I supposed to do? Go without for the rest of my life? F**k myself with whatever toy I find useful? Where’s the love in that? Where’s the feeling of connection? I am not apposed to toys. But they are not even close to being real and my whole relationship has been already compromised and lonely as it were already! Everyone is against having affairs…nobody respects a woman who loves outside the relationship…but how many would love in this relationship?! probably not! maybe I am supposed to be one of the women on this earth who are simply supposed to love having sex…just not with those who love me back! I don’t want to be unfaithful…but if nobody gives a hoot about me why the hell should I give a hoot what they think!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! F**k the monkey I guess

I lived your typical small town life growing up. I was involved in everything in high school, had a supportive and loving family, and a high school sweetheart. I graduated high school and went off to the university I had always dreamed of attending to pursue my dreams. My high school sweetheart helped me get through the first year of college; the stress, the homesickness – he was there for it all.

After freshmen year our goals in life just didn’t match up. After three years we decided to split ways. I spent two weeks laying in bed, feeling sorry for myself, trying to get him back. It wasn’t until my friends drug me to a party when I started learning to love the single life. I discovered there were numerous guys who thought I was attractive. That one party I was drug to led to more and more parties. I went from never being around alcohol to drinking underage every weekend. My life started going down hill when I met a guy at a party. He was handsome, he seemed sweet, he had a good job, his name was “popular” – everyone knew him. We texted for a while and the texting led to me coming home every weekend from college to see him.

Every weekend turned into my driving home two hours to see him, getting hammered on both Friday and Saturday, fighting with my family, and letting my friends slip away. I did it weekend after weekend. He made me feel “popular”, he gave me attention – sexual attention. However, he didn’t care about me. He would take me to a bar or party, make sure I had something to drink while he socialized with everyone but me, and then took me home to his bed. He did things to me I wasn’t okay with. He didn’t give me much of a choice and I was scared to say no. I had seen him fight with people; I saw how angry he could get. I was afraid if I fought back he would hurt me. So weekend after weekend I laid there while he did what he wanted, letting my life slip away.

I was still getting A’s in college. I still had a successful job. However, I started getting muscle spasms and had acid build up from too much alcohol. My body wasn’t okay with what I was doing, but I was addicted to the attention and lost all respect for my body. I came to realize this boy was sleeping with other girls – even when I was around.

Just then I turned to other guys for the same attention. Other guys wanted to do what he did, and I let them. They wanted to take advantage of this girl who let them do what they wanted. I went from one sexual partner, my high school sweetheart, to 10 sexual partners in a short year.

I had lost all respect for myself. I didn’t listen to my family or friends. I let guys do what they wanted. I enjoyed the attention. It was out of control, sleeping with numerous guys in one weekend (twins even). I didn’t care if it was good attention I was receiving; I just liked the attention.

All this came to a stop when I finally had the nerve to go get a yearly check up. I knew my body wasn’t right for quite a while, but I was too scared to do something about it. I got my test results while at work one afternoon. They said “You have chlamydia.” I wasn’t surprised. I was scared. What was I supposed to do? Who did I get it from? I had been with too many people to know. Do I tell people?

I texted my two recent partners telling them the news because I thought that was the right thing to do. I then went to the pharmacy and got my medication. That afternoon my friend called. The entire world of Twitter knew about my STD. People were tweeting like crazy, retweeting like crazy, and favoriting it like crazy. It was everywhere!!

I called the police in tears desperately wanting this to all go away. I had to tell my mom. I had to face my problem. The police were able to have it removed and my mother responded better than I expected. I met with a county attorney about what was posted on Twitter. Unfortunately, her response was, “It is freedom of speech. I can’t do anything about it.” I had to have the police on speed dial because for a while after this happened I received phone calls saying, “I’m going to kill you for telling people you got it from me.” However, my main concern was having to face the public because everyone knew. How was I supposed to face people?

But facing people is just what I did. I opened my eyes to the last year of my life and faced it with broad shoulders. I leaned upon friends and family that had stuck with me the entire way and overcame people’s laughs and dirty looks.

My STD saved my life. I started respecting my body again. I no longer needed attention from guys to be happy. I am beyond thankful that year ended with an STD and not a positive pregnancy test, getting caught underage drinking, getting in a wreck from riding with a drunk driver, and better yet getting beaten by some of the guys I had chose to be with. My STD opened my eyes to where my life was headed and helped me turn it around. My STD made me grow as a person and I am forever thankful for that.

Burning too many bridges throughout my career because now I can’t get a job doing what I got a degree for. Wish someone told me to swallow my pride and apologize although you think it wasn’t your fault just to keep a good note.

I have many regrets unfortunately! The first that comes to mind is that I did not share with anyone out of not trusting that anyone would value my voice, that my father was sexually abusing me from the age of 10 years old on into my high school years. Due to this non sharing my father brought three other children into this world, one being another girl and they all have psychological issues. My youngest brother is paranoid schizophrenic, my sister has anxiety issues and my other brother has a personality disorder. What’s crazy is that I have a degree is psychology and having to go through therapy myself I hid this information knowing that steps my therapist would have to take once I shared this information. I regret that I protect my perpetrator to this day. Neither of my siblings know what our father did to me and I have justified not telling them by asking myself what good would it do at this point.

I have a regret that after 12 years of college ending in a doctoral degree in psychology that I have not taken my licensing exam. It has been 8 years since I graduated and I still am not licensed. I feel stuck in a way that I have NEVER felt before and I can’t put my finger on why I am stuck. I have been able to still w do clinical work but I have limited my own self by not getting licensed. I have tried to associate my lack of licensing by the stigmas associated with Black people not being good test takers and realizing how much anxiety I experience when I do have a test before me.

I sincerely regret, having two abortions both being creations with my husband. The first we were just dating, based on his reaction I should have walked away and never looked back. The second abortion was after we were married and I did not trust his intentions at that time and I refused to bring another child( we had already had a son while away at college together) he was not truly committed to the relationship. I killed 2 of my babies and I know people who are trying everything to have children right now and I feel bad, I know that I made those choices at that given time to protect myself seeing that I felt unprotected. The first was based on the fact that my father was on crack cocaine at the time and to bring a baby home to that was not acceptable. The second was that I did not trust husband at all to place my body on that table. I remember both like it was the day before I did both procedures. I am still married to the same man and we are coming upon our 25th wedding anniversary. Hell no things are not peachy king but they are far better than it use to be and we have two healthy children and a new grand baby who is 3 months old.

I regret not re-reporting a sexual assault by my professor. When it happened I was in shock. It was a couple months before I reported it, and nothing was done about the situation. He was given a promotion to the head of my department, and will now be at my graduation as someone to shake hands with as I walk off stage. I can’t tell my parents about it, so they will make me walk. If I could have a do over I would push more when I reported it, and I would tell my parents. Now I feel stuck and like there is nothing I can do.

Please …Talk to a support group . They are there to help you. Woments referral centres. Please try and talk to your parents if they will support you. I know there is a way out to heal. It’s a process . I lived abuse and am alive and very well today because I was got help. Secrets make us sick.
Thank you for sharing your pain . This is the beginning of the healing process. Blessings

Dear female/22,
I strongly suggest that you do not walk and shake, go to local police and press charges,
if they act unconcerned tell them you will take polygraph test even if you must pay for it.
Tell your parents, you have been victimized/humiliated so take action. If you fail to act, you will regret it.

The last laugh
When I was younger i was a big show off, I like the attention. It felt good everybody looking up to me to make them smile to make them laugh. But deep down I was lonely… I thought if I can’t make people laugh no one would like me….
So I continued to make people laugh so that people will be around me.

I put on my focus into making people laugh… I wasn’t focused in school. Had bad grades couldn’t even read nor write… I was held back two grades… and I was in a Special class throughout Elementary, junior high and High School… I couldn’t focus on nothing. my teacher’s gave me homework but it would never get done because I get sidetrack. I didn’t know what was ADHD at the time… all I knew I was dyslexic.
Now that I am older life is so hard, not learning how to write and read and also going through challenges like depression anxiety and doubt…
Yes I doubt myself everyday not knowing if I can
Make a good or bad choice, should I or should I not and right from wrong…
But there is one thing that gose through my mind “suicide” and yes everyday I think about it
Because I have no other skills.
Making people laugh doesn’t get me nowhere.

please don’t give up on life. Do one nice thing for yourself, even if it’s just having a nice hot shower with scented soap, feel every part of your body as you wash, massage your forehead and scalp, reconnect to being!

You have within you a beautiful gift. An ability to see things as only a dyslexic can see things. Dyslexia is a gift and it is controllable with the Davis Dyslexia Program. The book “The Gift of Dyslexia” helped my family so much. Get the book and find out how gifted you are!! Find a facilitator near you. The one who helped us didn’t ask for a dime. That was a miracle blessing for a gifted person. There are solutions!! The world needs your unique abilities. There are people who know that.

Have compassion for your younger self and others. Pray if you can. Be so gentle with yourself. Put your own house in order. Then help those on either side of you and march forward to God. Don’t ever question God.

my deepest regret is not fulfilling the offer of love from the man I truly loved at 17 years of age. The fear of being exposed physically terrified me leaving me frozen in the moment. After the moment passed he made the decision to move on and I remained frozen in time. I have never loved anyone the way I loved him. To this day his Facebook images envoke the memories of the moment I let our time together pass. What he didn’t know is I suffered a dysfunctional home life, I was emotionally damaged, and believed “myself to be ugly inside and out”. In my mind, he would see this and despise me.
My regret is not telling him I loved hiim. The second part of my regret is how I was raised.

I regret to have been using a false face and personality to fit in the society, just because I didn’t want people to know my real interests and was afraid of being rejected from my social groups because of being too serious and weird. Because of this I lost friends, family, personal projects and almost life itself.
Male/23 years

I regret letting darkness take over.
I regret isolating myself from society after I finished work and expecting one human being to be my world .
I regret using this human being to fill up my depressed mind.
I regret not being able to tell people how awful it feels inside .
I regret always putting on a fake smile to act like everything is okay.
I regret not being strong enough to stop my actions of causing pain to another human being.
I regret for actions I did years up to this , contacting an incurable std by wanting to be needed.
Being broke and feeding my daughters French bread and spaghetti night after night , never asking for help .

Selling my body to feel In control of my life.
Modifying body parts to please others that had no interest in me but as a showpiece .
I regret running from one state to another without resolving relationship issues.
I regret not seeking help when the darkness started.
I regret going off my medicine , thinking I’m strong , I can handle it.
I regret losing a friend and lover because he was the only person I became close to after relocating .
I regret how depression took over and all I wanted was another human to fix it when I realized it is myself who will fix it.
I regret giving up burlesque and dance because it didn’t fit into my social status after I changed my looks.
I regret not being open and honest about feelings.
I regret how depression can make you have a low self esteem, pick agreements , jealousy, hate, and sadness.
I regret not seeking help sooner.
I regret losing my friend and lover. I deeply regret my actions .
I regret going off depression medicine . It is something that will haunt me for awhile .
I regret not trusting .
I regret not having control .
I regret not seeking help sooner.
I regret this person, the one human being I tormented before I sought help , will never know any of this.
I regret losing a friend….,

I cant help but regret how my life has gone. I feel I have let my child down considerably and yet things could definitely be worse. I am not sure why I expect such perfection in my life…I suppose because I truly believed when I married that I was indeed marrying someone who was definitely with much more strength and better intentions of what was acceptable in a relationship than what my husband apparently was truly underneath it all. Even tho I was lead to believe he was someone other.. I am left to feel as tho I am the bad person…I am the one who fails…isn’t good enough…even tho I know for a fact that it is completely the opposite! Ridiculously in love with a guy who very obviously couldn’t care less, aside from when others of more importance may be looking! as if I am some sort of self torturing yahoo whom has no standards or morels… I so regret my life. I deserved better…I f**king HATE him…he does NOT deserve my recognition nor shall I allow him to receive it! GO to Hell Jack-O-Lantern! cheque please! :=P

I have a lot of things in life I “should” regret. Addiction to alcohol at the age of 13, a lot of sex at 14, two teenage pregnancies at 16 and 17, two abortions, a relationship with a criminal, drug addiction and too many parties, cheating and sleeping with too many men. Suprisingly, maybe due to my strong believe in moral relativism, I don’t regret neither of these things at all. I come from Poland, I’ve spent here all of my life. I’ve grown up in a pathological family where during the first years of my life, our dog was the only one to protect me and make me feel safe. I grew up witnessing domestic violence, psychological abuse, alcoholism, cheating. Mom had me when she was young, so I’ve had different stepdads, who, as my partners, were charming criminals. Forever looking for a job, playing PlayStation all days but smiling very nice. Being an unstable adolescent on one hand, I was one of the best students on the other. The first thing I would do after a party when I was unable to stand, breathe, sleep or eat, would be to grab a book and start learning. I didn’t need to study much though, things were just easy to me. My past experiences separated me from my peers who’s life was peaceful and safe. I felt jealous. I especially hated the “rich girl” type. My low self esteem motivated me to be the best at what I was doing. The rich girls had money but I had skills and knowledge. I corrected their every mistake during university class and they must have hated me for that. That was my revenge and it felt good. Feeling good motivated me to be even better. Suddenly, everybody was too stupid to be around me. People became “narrow-minded” and “peasants” and “idiots deserving to die”. The same with looks, I my body and face became my obsession. I never judge people by appearance but I always have to look perfect. I eat with regret, I workout, take my weight two times a day, weigh food, count the calories, forever look into a mirror and it’s become my obsession. I’m afraid of losing control over my body and mind. I have to spend every minute of my time productively cause otherwise, I feel I’m making a regress. I am awful to people around me telling them how worthless they are, cause their not ambitious enough, not determined enough. Cause they should read a book, watch a documentary, run and learn chinese at the same time. Cause I do. My low self esteem made me want to prove the world I’m the best. My being the best separated me from people. I am alone at my house with my perfectionism. Learning languages and reading books about which I have noone to share the opinion with. I forever think about losing my time, about life slipping through my fingers cause I feel I’m not doing enough of things in life. I’m not interested in my own relationship cause it’s an unproductive loss of time. I don’t regret what I did but I DO regret I let it change me into a self-centered, narcissistic bitch who enjoys hurting people who love her.

My biggest regret is not checking my phone in the middle of class. This happened just last week. I’m always that good girl in the class, listening to what teachers say. In Business Education, we were supposed to make a group of two or three because it would be the group we would sell goods to the school in. My crush…let’s call him Skyler, has one of his group members, but wanted me to be in his group as well, so he texted me, asking if I wanted to be in his group. Of course, being that good student, I didn’t respond or take a peek at what my phone was telling me. When I went home, I turned on my phone, and realized that I missed out on my chance. I missed out on becoming better friends with Skyler. The next time I went to that class, the teacher had put me in a group. It was a group full of (no offence) stupid people, the people I would be selling (their idea) fidget spinners, that cost ten dollars to buy, and we’re selling them for fifteen dollars each. Our budget was fifty dollars, so we only got to buy five. We’ve been selling for three days now, and nobody has even told us they’d think of buying it. Today, Skyler texted me, asking why I didn’t reply to his question sooner when I told him I regretted not asking anyone to be my partner. It felt as if a million pounds of regret and guilt pounded on me when he asked.

i regret everything, i regret not talking to you like a normal person would, i regret shying away and avoiding eye contact instead of talking to you, i regret building this image in my head about you and me together and not acting on it, i regret telling my friends we go out ohhh i wish i could ake evrything back, i regret trying to catfish you but i am glad i told you it was me at the beginning of the conversation on snapchat because i thought to myself what are you doing?? i regret telling you i like you and you telling me its all blessed??? what does that even mean. its been 2 years and i still feel the same way i felt when i first saw you, from time to time i try to convice myself that it was just lust, but does lust last that long. i regret seeing every sunday and not even saying anything, i wish, i wish i could face you in real life and tell you how much i like you without feeling nervous. but its too late you are going to uni in september and i may never see you again. i just feel nauseous around you. i remember when i told you i was catfishing and asked you to not tell anyone and you told me to trust you. i hate that i can speak to you in real life so much. I AM SO SO SO SORRY I LIED TO YOU and i dont deserve you smiling at me anytime i see you, i dont, sometimes i get confused as to whether you are smiling or laughing at all the stupid shit i did. and you know whats weird i still like you and i dont think i can EVER stop. and whats worse of all is that somewhere deep inside i wish you would somehow see this post because i am soo much of a pussy to tell you how i fee
FEMALE 17

I regret getting married with the wrong woman. I waited a long time and was too perfectionist to get involved with a woman but I finally settled at 29. When I finally did, I tried everything I could to love her and care for her but at the end she only lied to me and cheated on me. Now I live with a lesson that I never asked for and I never wanted in the first place. I wish I would just delete it from my head and stop thinking about it but I know that I will just need to work on things and eventually the right one will come in my life. I truly despite such a waste of time, money and feelings this woman made me had. You won’t be reading this but I just want to tell you GL, I HATE YOU and enjoy hell when it comes.

My best friend was suicidal and he told me about it. I thought I could save him and that all he needed was a good friend. He was like a brother and I loved and love him. He killed himself and I can’t help but blame myself its been months but it weighs on my heart so I do bad things to compensate for the deed. People will tell me that its not my fault and that it was his choice, I cant forgive myself. My biggest regret is not telling anyone. My school puts up posters in my honor, how lovely. I stare my mistake everyday in the face. Im broken inside and nothing seems to help.

When I was aged 14, I transferred to a new school. I was an isolated teenager and I wasn’t well educated, suffering from low self-esteem. At that stage in my life, I began to have phases. This phase was craving attention. I wanted to be popular, so I began to lie about myself and how my life was. The lies were somewhat unbelievable and people began to feed me negative attention. My head was coated with fear and misunderstood thoughts.
Next year (age 15), I was bullied rather bad and this lead me to having suicidal thoughts. At age 16, moving on from school and to college, I treated that bullying as punishment for lying, for attention. I regret lying about who I was and my life, for attention. Since then, I haven’t repeated those actions.
I took therapy classes and began to understand why and how not to repeat those actions.
Learning from my mistakes, I have become someone better, and well-educated. I have begun studying psychology, advanced chemistry and physics and literacy.

I regret playing online games and giving things about myself that hurt me mentally and emotionally. I don’t think it’s ok to bully people and bring them down for no stupid reason all because they are being nice to you. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever wanted to go cry myself to sleep before it happened…

I hate my life. I shouldn’t…but I do.. it’s not the greatest… but it’s certainly not even close to the life I believe I deserve. I wish I could figure out why it is that something as simple as..someone whom I can feel attracted towards, actually not seeing me as not attracted or simply a temporary fix until the real person they feel is more their type is ready to allow them their time to bat. I just don’t understand why it is that I seem to not be allowed the feeling of MUTUAL attraction ….never mind combined with compatible personalities for a better more positive relationship. The guys I feel aroused by don’t want me…and yet the guys who seem to show interest in me…don’t attract me in the least…soulmate for a happy life would have definitely been on my first priority and favored list! But can’t someone at least throw me a decent freaking bone on the sexual attraction end of it! Why must I go through my whole life…feeling as tho I have to ALWAYS compromise and make do…in order to simply avoid the feeling of no body being right for me! I hate my life and I don’t want to live it anymore! This is way beyond what I consider pathetic and degrading in difference to what my heart desires

My biggest regret would be letting you go. She was by a country mile the nicest girl ive ever dated and she was that type of girl whose very innocent (at the time at least). She loved me a lot and i know that because i could tell by her moves and such. I loved her as well but i was the fool in our relationship. We were young and i was curious about adult life and i just wanted to try new things. But the “new things” proved to be the full stop. She was right to leave me because if she hadnt left me she would probably end up very badly with me leaving her. She was right. I really feel bad talking about this even if this thing was about 5 years back. I hope she founds a new guy who will actually take good care of her. And she is definitely going to be missed. Take care you

One of my biggest regrets is making terrible decisions and almost having a seperate life online. I have always been a good kid, I know right from wrong but my depression, anxiety and loneliness caused me to do some things I hate myself for. At the time I was always on my phone and I met this girl. I was very very young and nieve so we both thought we were “in love”. One night she wanted to do some sexual things and I didn’t want to but I was just pressured into doing it but it was still my fault. I hate myself for doing it everyday. I haven’t told anyone and this happened when I was about 12. I just can’t seem to let it go and it’s making me paranoid as in im scared that if I ever show my face online somehow it’ll come back to get me.

My cousin passed away a couple years ago and I don’t know if I feel responsible or if it’s something else. I haven’t seen him in a long time, he did bad things and I just never saw him too much. I loved him as a big brother though. The night before he died, he stopped by my house with my older sister to say hi and I contemplated it in my head but I didn’t even walk out the door just to look him in the face because no matter how much I cared for him I felt the need to dislike him for his mistakes. Little did I know that would be my last chance to ever see him again. Maybe I could’ve just said something that would’ve helped or anything. It’s been about 3 years and I just can’t seem to let it go.

I wrote something bad about a guy on a confessions page, something very bad that I think will hurt him very bad I even wrote his name. I wish I could undo it because I don’t know what he’s gonna do when he finds out. I regret it from the bottom of my heart.
PS I’m a 20 years old female

This is the biggest regret of my life till now and it is about my life in 9th and 10th standard, I was in a new and better school and I had three very good friends, two of them were girls and both of them bmwere intelligent and good people but I was such a idiot and a bastard that after nearly 1month of our good friendship I really messed all the things and I got into a group of bad people who used to throw abusing words at each other , I was such an idiot, I didn’t studied in those two years and was really an idiot , both of them wanted me to talk to them , both of them liked me soooo much I also liked one of them to a great extent , both of them really wanted me, and I knew that, but after being with bad people I messed all the things and then they started not talking with me that much, I was not really a stable person and I didn’t meditate daily though I knew its importance and I also wanted to become a good lucid dreamer in those days but I didn’t put my 100 percent into it and I didn’t studied too, but I was a clever and a intelligent students but I didn’t really pushed myself and I didn’t used all of my potential I knew I was the greatest and now too I know that Im the greatest but as I ruined those 2 precious years of my life, now I regret it but you know what, I did many good things in those two years too, I learnt many things about life, people and soooo much more and you know what is the best part about bad experiences ?? they teach us a LOT of things, I learnt many things from those experiences and IM A BETTER PERSON NOW AND NOW IM IN 11th Standard and I’m in Kota (a better city which is like a godfather for those people who want to become great) and know that THIS IS MY SHOT, ONE SHOT, TO CORRECT ALL THE MISTAKES AND MAKE MYSELF GREAT AGAIN, SO HERE I GO AND you know what, what I learnt from my experiences will be with me always , for ex, I will NEVER make bad friends or get influenced by bad people because now I know the game, ITS NOT TOO LATE AND I HAVE THE BESTSHOT OF MY LIFE TO DO IT , THIS IS ONCE IN A LIFETIME OPPURTUNITY, I can do whatever I want to do and live the life that I always dreamt about, I WILL NOT STOP NO MATTER WHAT COMES IN MY WAY AND WILL CLEAR IIT WITH FLYING COLORS AND WILL CORRECT ALL THE MISTAKES DONE BY ME, I HAVE KILLED MY ENEMY (THAT IS MYSELF) AND THE BETTER ME OR THE GREAT ME TELLS ME TO WORK MY BUTT OFF AND BE GREAT. NOW I meditate daily and trying to lucid dream and studying daily and learning many things and developing myself , meditation is the best thing a person can do to change his life and Im doing it daily, you will see me in live t.v in 2019 IIT result declaration!! remember my friend, ITS NEVER TOO LATE!

I regret letting a boy with a girlfriend steal my heart, when he was only using me for sex. I regret thinking he actually cared about me when he didn’t. We’ve been hanging out for sometime now and I can’t get myself to stop seeing him because he is all I think about. I am living in regret but the thing is, I won’t stop till I am destroyed and my heart is completely shattered.

I regret watching porn and texting random stranger from online thinking that they cared about me. little did I know… I also regret sending nudes to someone I thought really liked me… I regret all of it..and lastly, i regret talking to strangers online. I need to get myself together and meet people face to face not from the internet because you’ll never know whos behind the screen

All regrets are cancelled if you can believe my theory that all is preordained from the beginning of time, including all your actions and even your thoughts. Nothing can happen in the next second that was not determined by what is happening this second. Expand that out and everything that is happening now or will ever happen was determined since the beginning of time (the big bang). Since we are all along for the ride with absolutely no control of anything….if you think you do control something…your own mind, perhaps…then that too is preordained from the beginning of time, Therefore there can never be anything to regret since; no person is responsible for anything….all preordained. You can also stop wondering about if this or that will happen or even what your next decision will be. It will be whatever it is preordained to be.

I wish I could simply name one regret, I wish that I didn’t have record after record of everything I’ve done wrong.
I wish I had never become addicted to porn, I’ve stopped but i still feel so dirty.
I wish I wasn’t such a horrible kid in elementary.
I wish I didn’t open up to some of the people I did.
I wish I hadn’t let my anxiety prevent me from pursuing my goals sooner, now I’ve wasted too much time.
I want to rewind the clock, to start over. Wish to God I could undo my wrongs.
I hate myself for all of it.

My biggest regret is judging my sister who is 18 for being Bisexual because I was a bully to her. Everyday I would tell her that she was going to hell and that I hated her because she liked females. She would cry and cry and say she was sorry that our parents have gave birth to her. She tried to kill herself that night but the real truth was that I was afraid to come out and say that I liked girls because I didn’t think it was right but when she overdosed and lying on the hospital bed I have realized that it was my fault. I shouldn’t of judge her because I was afraid I should of looked up to her since she was brave enough to come out. She finally woked up after three days straight. She told me that she was trying to give her famliy a better life without her and I didn’t know what to say. That when I fell to the floor crying my eyes out I have realize I have become a bully to her. I finally stopped bullying her and BECAME HER ACTUAL SISTER INSTEAD OF A Bully. She still doesn’t know that I am bi because I feel so guilty……… don’t be a bully be a sister because BEING A SISTER MEANS BEING A FRIEND EVEN THOUGH THE ROUGH TIMES AND I WASNT THERE FOR HER AND I AM SO SORRRRY FOR EVERYTHING.

I knew the person you said you wish to be with is actually me. I’ve regretted not spilling out what I had in mind last night knowing that there will be no next time and we both know this relationship will not work because I am happily married. I wish you happy always and always keep this sweet memory of us being together always and forever.

I wish I could go about my daily life, loving who I am and who I spend my life with. Instead I consistently must keep going on pretending to not feel like crap about the fact that I simply to do feel the same about him as he does me. I tried to tell him so many different ways and times…but he just won’t see it any other way. Because he says he loves me…I must b off my tiltawhirl to not feel great about it. I tell him I love him…which I do..he seems to think it’s in the same way…but it’s so not. I told him he deserves better and so do I.,but he sees it as nothing could be better. It’s like we speak through this invisible wall that keeps me from everyone falling in love in the way that I can no longer find his negative issues a big deal for me to have to contend with. Just a daily conversation is difficult with him most days…never mind intimacy. I just dont know why it seems to be the only kind of relationship with meaning I’m apparently allowed anymore. Half my life is over and I can’t even spend the remaining part truly happy and I live The way I feel it should be like for both person’s

My greatest regret is falling back on my word to myself and watching porn (mostly just the talking and seducing parts but it’s porn right?) because of that having two faces and because of that starting to discourage others instead of minding my own business

I regret that I was disrespectful to those who were older than me (excepting parents)and being a bloody pain in the ass and pretending I was a religious puritan, I regret not making enough good friends and shying away, I regret backbiting on a person in my school class and him being angry with still though he tries to act neutral, I regret no being able to stop my addictions.

I regret the first time I ever watched porn and the first time I ever got intimate with a guy. Not only did it put a massive strain on my relationship with God, but it has made it so hard to feel comfortable when I’m alone with a guy. I’m scared it’s going to ruin the relationship I have right now with a wonderful guy.

I regret lying at one point, this guy I knew in middle school, I had a big crush on him, well I still do , back then he asked me if I liked him, I was afraid to say yes because there were so many other girls that liked him and I thought I’d just be seen as another one of them if I had said yes , or maybe that he was asking me to tease me. He asked and said he always saw me looking at him (whoa big secret I was really not subtle back then) but I shut it down because he probably thought I was really weird, I just didn’t wanna further embarrass myself. He’s the biggest what if of my life. I’m usually up at 3am or even all night and he’s never failed to cross my mind. Since then of course he’s gotten a girlfriend, and i just kinda figure that if he’s happy that’s the best thing, he broke up with her and I suppose moved on to another girl, this one is ongoing I believe. And like I’ve said before if he’s happy with everything and all is working out I’m very happy for that. I just can’t help to remember all the times I talked with him and all the times we looked at eachother. I think about him regularly and I mean of course I’ve tried talking to more guys but I’ve never been the best with that sort of thing so I have of course not dated my whole life but those are other stories for different times. I’ve tried to message him online and see how he’s doing but I just don’t get a response, that’s okay though I guess I just wanted to vent about it ? Oh well I was probably right back then anyways seeing he hasn’t responded. He’s in higher schools and is most likely going to get a higher position, totally out of reach for me now. Thank you for reading if you have , I wish you the best of luck with whatever you do in your life.

I regret having an abortion. I was 20 years old and was deeply in love with someone my own age. I thought he would marry me but he stayed silent. I used most of my money and some of his to get an abortion and left him two years after. A part of me still wants to be married and keep the child. A part of me still wants him to ‘man up’ and take responsibility. It’s been a few years now and I am still haunted by the experience.

I regret not leaving sooner… I live in a home where my sister abusive boyfriend beats her up and abuses my niece. I shield and protect my niece as much as possible but the abuse is starting to fall on me. My sister is insisted on protecting the abuser and has now physically attacked me on separate occasions. Her boyfriend attacks me as well. Please pray for my niece and I because I am scared for us both.

Hugh Hefner has died, and a New York Times review of his life really brought it back to my doorstep that I will never know the sexual freedom he lived and advocated.

I was raised in the South, very conservative and religious background. Waited to have sex until I was done with graduate school, “saved myself” for my marriage. Thirty years later still married to my sweetheart, my sole and only-ever sexual partner. Have been through some marital dry-spells, but sexually things have improved for us with time.

I regret never having shared a sexual experience with other people. Getting older and being in committed relationship with “open” relationship really out of the question, I know I will never have that experience with another human being. I mourn the opportunities lost, and imagining what the majority of other human beings have experienced, as forever out of my reach.

I fear that at the end of my days, I will have lived a sexual life very untrue to who I feel that I am. Maybe simply a “first world problem,” but I see it as a missed basic human experience that others have enjoyed and that has enriched lives.

At least abstinence from sex till marriage saves you from getting infected with sexually transmitted diseases, HIV and AIDS. Just because there are others getting laid, it doesn’t mean that you have to. That’s totally up to you depending when you’re ready for it. Haste makes waste, so it’s a good thing that you decide to wait it out. That’ll be something meaningful to treasure with your significant life partner, along with a strong emotional connection, with much room for experimentation and improvement in the bedroom. That’s the fun in having more practice with your significant other where you’re not experienced. Only having that experience shared exclusively between you two makes it special.

I’m not a sexually carefree or promiscuous person, which I have no regrets. I personally believe in saving myself for “the one”. It’s because of the emotional turmoil and such from having that kind of physical connection with random people brings. I didn’t want to do something that I’d regret later if my virginity is lost to someone who doesn’t truly value, respect or care about me…not enough to even consider being with me for the long haul. Instead of dating or being in a relationship, I opted for just making friends and getting to know people in developing a social life and not having any romantic or sexual involvement.

I regret not spending enough time with my family. I regret those times I said, “another day” because now? I can’t say that. Most of my family is gone and the ones who remain, are not what they planned on being.

I regret that i ruined my high school and college life dating people.my friends make me think more about it.they feel that i open up too much and they feel i cannot be trusted.the problem with me is i am extremely sensitive.i hate that.how much i try to change I cannot.alot of things go through my head.i even blame myself for the things that i havent done.i m still trying to build a thick skin.

my biggest regret is not going to my dads funeral when he died. i was so mad at him for killing himself. now, i understand where he was mentally, and what made him do that. i regret not saying goodbye.

Look at it from another side. I tried to kill myself 6 times in my younger years, but I’m still here now. No matter what happens, there is always something worth living for. I live for myself and my closest friends now, and it is so rewarding.

A good tip if you’re feeling down, wake up at 4 in the morning and watch the world wake up after you.

I regret that it is a year ago today that I planned on proposing to you. I regret that you left me for an old boyfriend, someone I thought was my friend. I regret that you chose him and drugs over me. I regret that I still love you. I regret that I am still alive to see your life fall apart. I guess mainly I regret that I’m still alive. M/50

I regret thinking it was my fault that I never enjoyed sex with you. I realize now that you were a selfish lover and only cared about your own pleasure. When you were down it was over, and you were always done way too soon. Since I believe that sex is for marriage only, I never had other experiences and I will never know if I am capable of having an orgasm during intercourse.
Female/51

I regret doing everything that my family and friends expected. College, marriage, children, all to make everyone but me happy. I hate my life as it is and at 54 have very limited options.
Maybe it is time to go.

My regret is not using my whole time as a child instead i just stayed at home or something else i wasn’t doing much now i regret everything and im going through existential crisis or maybe something like it but not quite it. I hate myself for all decisions and i try to forget about it by smoking drinking or taking drugs. I just hate time and how it is going i just hate it. I wish i could just go back in time and relive my life differently. I hate myself for not being confident of myself and im still not even though im in great relationship at this moment i just can’t let go off the past and things i haven’t done. I have got a lot of great friends and pals but i lost my bestfriend to some fame shit. Everyone is changing at this age i hate it. All those people i could meet and actually change my life with them. All those hidden emotions. I regret opening up to some people. I almost killed myself one day and i regret it. Im still thinking about suicide it’s just terrible. My life is considered by others great becouse i have money girlfriend and friends but it’s not what i want i just want to stop time or go back in it and change everything be more confident. I regret doing cocaine and mdma alone. I just want to end it but i don’t want to at the same time. I think one day it will all end becouse of this damn arrow of time.

I regret not reading my bible like I should. I regret not feeling beautiful.
I regret letting my aunt make my pogrom dress.
I regret not forgiving myself for small mistakes.
I regret not showing my passion for God growing up.

I regret drinking absinthe before going to my new job to help with social anxiety after having the bosses family drag my body off their bathroom floor and send me to the hospital.I also regret holding myself back to so many opportunities because I don’t feel good enough I have no confidence and hate that I have to drink to become someone I want to be but at the same time I don’t .
F/21

I regret not knowing what I want and in turn ending up with alot that I don’t leading people on becoming friends with people I have no interest always going with the flow or nothing at all having no motivation and no passion or interests I’ve wasted my artistic talent simply because of my cynical views and my bleak void of a mind

I cheated on my girlfriend with a man while she was looking at sites for our Wedding venue. I feel like I’ve let her down and am devastated with myself and don’t know if I should tell her or not. All I want to do is forgive myself and move on from the pain and hopefully have a good life with her.

If u want to move on from the experience and concidering it experimenting before making the commitment then do so. Telling her will only hurt her…you have not gone back on ur commitment of wanting to spend your life with her…you love her and want to stay with her only from now on…then sounds to me you are more ready than you were before. Why hurt her? Move forward in a positive future with personal experiences that she doesn’t necessarily need to be a part of.

I regret being your fool AJ… I am obviously going to be troubled my whole life from trusting you to not disgusted me like such in the long run…meanwhile your probably living the good life loving every minute not even thinking twice about the crazy chick who give you more than anyone you ever met…for no reason apparently? Just a little crush? Something to laugh at her behind her back and make joke s with your friends about. It’s one thing to be apart of a funny…it’s another to be the object of ridiculal and never have the opportunity to recover from any such position. I shouldn’t know better concidering what you do for a living… Shame on me for trusting you

People’s true colors will reveal themselves with time. That’s a hard lesson about taking the person at face value. I can kinda relate since I’d been betrayed and used before. It must’ve hurt being made a joke out of.

People like that are of no value in your life. They’re the type who are a waste of space. Those who truly matter are ones that add value to you–caring about your well-being, treating you respectfully, providing you emotional support when needed (like a shoulder to lean on) and loving you unconditionally. First and foremost, what’s most important is learning to love yourself before finding love with someone else (a potential life partner). Without that self-love, you wouldn’t be able to find true happiness in a relationship with another where that positive energy is shared.

I have so many regrets at this point in my life due to my fear. I wish I would have told my Dad I loved him the day I went to school and he went to his apartment to commit suicide. I wish I would have listened to my mom and went and checked on him that day . I wish I would have listened to my best friend the night he saved my life. I should have walked away from the kids who tried to put brass knuckles up to my face and hurt me. We did nothing to them

I regret that I sent nudes to strangers when I was 12. And flashing random guys on omegle when I was 13&14. It is one the things that hangs on my shoulders everyday. I feel like if my parents ever found out they would be so disappointed and be ashamed of me. I feel like an idiot for doing something so stupid at such a young age.

My biggest regret? Right now it’s staying with the guy I’ve been with for four years. We’re in a long distance relationship and it’s been that way for three years. Our first year was amazing and we were both content and really happy. When I had to move back to my hometown, he started taking me for granted. He wouldn’t communicate with me, he stopped sending me flowers, letters, and he visited less and less. I loved him so much that I tried everything to fix it with him. Every time he would start taking me for granted, we’d break up, but after a while he’d end up asking for me back. I would get back with him every time. I’ve been hurt so many times by him, I’m starting to get numb and cold…I kind of resent him now.
Recently my best friend since the fifth grade confessed his feelings for me, and he’s loved me since the fifth grade and never stopped. We’re now in our twenties and I regret not waiting for him. My best friend would definitely treat me better than my current boyfriend, but it’s difficult to let go of somebody you’ve been through a lot with. I wish I had broken up with my bf a long time ago because I think I’m falling for my best friend.

Leaving a relationship is best when things aren’t working out and you don’t feel emotionally secure or satisfied. It’s not too late if you still want to end things with him. Even after the breakup, it isn’t wise to jump into a new relationship when your heart hasn’t healed for you to completely move on or let go.

Leaving a relationship is best when things aren’t working out and you don’t feel emotionally secure or satisfied. When you’re not true to yourself or your heart, it won’t do you any good and would hurt you in the long run. Being honest with yourself is the best that you can be. It’s not too late if you still want to end things with him. Even after the breakup, it isn’t wise to jump into a new relationship when your heart hasn’t healed for you to completely move on or let go. Give yourself time to settle first. As long as your best friend truly loves you, he’d try to understand and be willing to wait for you. That’s where you and he need to communicate in directly getting your thoughts and feelings across. Having a good strong friendship with him is the foundation needed to build towards an optimal, lasting relationship. Good luck!

I regret not saying anything when I had suspicions about you cheating on me. I regret even more not saying anything when I suspected you were dating someone else and still went out with me. I regret allowing you to cheat and letting myself be a victim of that.

I regret so much having chosen to move to a place I don’t like, and to share my life with someone with whom I have virtually nothing in commmon. Seven years of unhappiness, depression, and guilt. And I still feel like there’s nothing I can do about it. I went from a place and a home I loved, a place I’d wanted to be for so long … and six months after circumstances came about that I was able to move there, I got my feelings hurt by my son, who lived just a few blocks away, and I left. I didn’t just move to another part of town; I didn’t just move to another city; I moved to another state. Eight months after being widowed, and left financially well off, I chose to move in with someone I’d known for many years, someone I knew loved me (and I loved, as a friend, but I was not ‘in love’ with him) and I knew he would always be good to me. He has been, every day of the past seven years. I feel guilty that I don’t love him in the same way he loves me. And I feel guilty that I’ve gone through about half of the nearly one million dollars I’d received from my husbands estae. A good part of that I gave to political campaigns, friends and family, which I was truly happy to do. But I’ve also spent thousands shopping online, for crap I don’t need. The house is totally filled: I buy and buy, and donate truckloads of the old stuff to thrift shops. (Example: I have five Christmas trees, and a large garden shed filled with dozens of tubs of Christmas decorations, in addition to the ones in the garage. Some I’ve had for many years, but most of this stuff I’ve purchased since moving here.) I’ve gone from a size 12 to a size 18. Disgust, remorse, and apathy comprise my daily life. I can’t leave, because I can’t hurt this man who’s been so kind to me. So I try my best to pretend that things are fine. He knows I’m not fine: I won’t leave the house unless I absolutely have to; I have no friends, no hobbies (other than shopping); I sleep as much as I’m awake; sometimes I cook dinner, sometimes I don’t. He does all the shopping and most of the cleaning. I am despicable. I’m now 71 … just waiting to die. I made my bed, so now I have to lie in it.

I want a new life! Seriously I got ripped off like nobody believes and I just simply don’t know how to change pathetic, lazy good for nothing tool into even half a concidering towards what’s normally looked upon as a decent husband and father…nevermind a suitable partner in life!!!! Don’t ever Ever….EVER get married unless u are positive they are the actual positive life partner you wish to share your life with!!!!! Your time effort and whole life is worth sharing…but should only be with the true partner who deserves that position in ur life!!! I want a refund!!!!

I regret involving everybody I see in my own sorrows over not being noticed by my crush, making everyone else’s problems smaller than my own. I also regret using my tears as a coping mechanism all the time.

My regrets not only consist of me being reckless, but rather the idea of blaming myself in the process. The disgust that is involved, the feeling of failure sunk in. I lost myself in my deepest regret. I lost my virginity, when I repeatedly said no. I can’t consider it rape because I put myself in the situation. If I never showed up, I would have never had anything taken from me. If I didn’t talk to him, I wouldn’t be drowning myself in the thought that I’m okay and it will get better. I can only tell a limited amount of people due to not wanting to get any legal enforcement involved. I wake up every morning thinking how much I hate him for doing it. I also hate myself for not telling him the truth. I hate myself for having insecurities about my body, and someone seeing what’s under my clothes. I can’t even chew mint gum anymore, because the thought of his breath against my neck, groaning. I can’t see myself wearing that damn sweater, because all I remember is him pulling me in and forcefully removing my pants. “You’re so fucking strong…” Echoes in my head when I was using my strength to push him off me while him trying to pull down my pants. Holding myself together gets harder every day. It becomes a struggle to act as if it’s not a big deal. No one knows. No one can know.

It is rape though, because you clearly said no and didn’t consent. You’re unfairly blaming yourself. You may have put yourself in a dangerous situation and been reckless about it, but regardless it was still rape.

I regret not pushing you off me and shouting stop instead of acting like I was fine. I hate that you made me feel like I wanted it even though I was barely conscious. I regret that it’s been a few years and I still feel paralysed and scared and I’m not strong enough or brave enough to tell anyone.

MY biggest regret is not showing enough emotions when my dad died, back then I tried to be brave but inside me was fragile.
So when I went to secondary (8th grade) lots of people hated me, and made me want to commit suicide, but I got the help I needed but still fell shameful.

I regret abusing my brother and scaring him with my self-harm remarks. Out of infuriation, I would call him fat and indolent, and beat him until he broke- hence his current low self-confidence. With the constant stress of my schooling, over the top standards (I still strive to live up to), and sleep deprivation (or generally my current mental and physical health issues)- I’ve often inflicted harm upon myself without another moment’s thought- thus, frightening him with my actions. Although sometimes exasperating- he is possibly one of the sweetest humans that I will ever know. My world wouldn’t be the same without him. I want to set a better example for him- and I’m afraid that he might ‘catch’ this behavior that I tend to have. I seriously apologize for all I’ve done to him- and I know words aren’t enough to take back what has been done.

Don’t worry, I really didn’t beat him until he broke. It was more of a hyperbole/metaphor. I hurt him more mentally than physically (The physical side is more or less ‘typical’ sibling combat). I hope someone understands.

I regret going to the bar, blacking out and waking up with someone in our bed while you were out of town. In the morning I asked, and we didn’t have sex, but tried. You are the love of my life and I am so stupid for being irresponsible with alcohol. I am going to keep this secret with myself and devote myself to you… Everywhere keeps saying that if you cheat there is something wrong with the relationship but there isn’t. I made a stupid mistake and am so ashamed. I am sorry.

Holy crap I have a similar story, but mine was slightly different. This person gave me drink after drink, until I knew I was in trouble. Then followed me. I don’t remember what happened, so sex isn’t off the table. I regret it so much. And like you I have chosen to keep it in. Dedicate your life to making sure it never happens again, and be a good person. You are not the only one!!!!!

I regret that I knew how he felt but thought we could be friends. I regret not going with my instinct and faith and regret letting this man infiltrate what I knew was wrong. I regret thinking that I could make everyone happy. I regret that I had a lapse in judgement at a concert with him but at work if I didn’t give all of my attention he would make my work day hell. I regret that I kept going because I didn’t want to risk my career. I regret that I was caught up in it and let him try to convince me that we were in love. I regret the guilt that I have when I try to back away and he tells me he can’t live life without me. I regret letting him be selfish and pulling me away from what matters. You and me. I regret that I tried multiple times to tell him that he could not have that part of me and he didn’t accept. I am choosing to not let him have that piece of me anymore. I am choosing us again. I never did not choose us. I became so tangled in a web that I could not admit to you because I know your reactions. I am fighting this on my own and know that I will succeed. I choose you. I have asked for forgiveness from my highest power and I just want to move forward from this.

I regret not telling you that I liked you. For three years in a row now. I hated how I thought I could do better and you were nothing special. I hated the fact that you were nice to me and made me feel like you liked me…maybe you did. But I hated even more how I ignored you when you talked to me because I didn’t know how to express myself to you. I hated how I used my sport as an excuse to why I wouldn’t ask you out. And now you gave up, and now you are happily dating my friend, and now I’m afraid I won’t get a chance to take you out and know you, and now I can’t find anyone as perfect as you, and now I can only wait for you 1 more year…please give me another chance to confront you about my feeling. I love you J, and I always will

I regret caring for my cousin who is suffering from some disorder. He live with his parents and I used to help them a lot. And now they all feel I’m just too much for them and try to say many stuff indirectly. Well, people change when they need everyone and when they don’t need anyone around. Thank you for the great lesson uncle and aunt. You have taught me never to help anyone no matter what or no matter how close they are.

My biggest regret is I didn’t bring my pet rabbit to the vet at the end. I thought she wanted to leave but what do I know? I might wrong and I just ended her life like this, suffering at her last few hours. I had a whole day to try to something to save her but I did nothing. I had her for 13.5 years, I never felt this guilt and regret in my whole life. Now, I miss her everything single in my life. I am so so so…. sorry. I love you from the moon and back. To any pet owners, please don’t make such a mistake… Do not think they are ready to go or something like this, try your best to make them survive even when at theirs late age.

Everyday I regret not telling my girlfriend how I feel. I regret acting as though I know what I feel, when all I feel is confused. I’m so young, there’s still so much to figure out. I’m just trying to figure out if she’s going to be apart of that, or if the end is coming to a peak.

Told someone about my personal life and family issues. Now your wondering thats nothing. But that someone told everyone in my class. I told someone today about it but im scared this might happen again. I have to stop telling people. I’m going to start filtering what i say now. Im just scared

My biggest regret is lying so much about who I am. Due to my low self esteem, I feel a constant need to lie about or at the very least, exaggerate my accomplishments. This has gone on for many years. I am sick and tired of having to constantly uphold these lies. Nobody I know knows me for who I really am. I talk a big talk but rarely have anything to show for it. In reality, I am a person who has not accomplished much. For whatever reason, this has become much more bothersome to my lately than in the past. I am afraid this will have significant negative impact on my life in the future, yet I am not sure as to how I might fix the issue. I am constantly covering up one lie with another. I have become extremely proficient at lying and I am truly afraid that this is the only thing I am good at. My low self esteem has led to so many social issues that I try to cover up with a fake facade of confidence. Whilst some see me as a confident individual, I really am not one. This has become a significant cause for many issues in many facets of my life whether it be professional, social or romantic. I hope I can start over and have people know me for who I really am. Except every time i meet someone new i perpetuate old lies about my accomplishments and often make up new ones in the process. I really don’t know what to do.

I regret being so busy taking care of everyone who takes me for granted and occupied with all their responsibilities as well as my own that I do not have the proper time to meet the right person to feel appreciated and loved by

I regret hiding things from my parents. I just know that they wouldn’t understand, and maybe even try to stop me. I know how to handle these things, and I’ve had a talk before about, but I’m sure they still think I don’t know anything, but I still regret it. And it pains me because I’m a Christian and I don’t think it’s right for me to do so, but it’s too tempting…😔

I just want you to know that you’re not alone. It’s my daily struggle, too. I know it’s not easy to make it through each day. But, try to consider each new day as a fresh start and chance for things to get better. You had the courage to post your truth and that’s a huge step towards conquering those suicidal thoughts! Keep fighting for your life and if there’s anyone you trust enough to be open with, let them in. It makes a world of difference when you’re not going through it alone. Help is out there for you. It will get better. May joy and peace be with you throughout the new year and beyond!

I regret not finding out what the fuck was wrong with me. I’m still not entirely sure, but maybe if I’d figured things out before I could have stopped my life from taking the turn it has. Now I’m probably going to fuck myself up because of this madness that’s manifested itself. And the worst thing is, at this point I’m nothing without it. That’s why I know my life will probably be ruined, and I could have changed or saved it if I had figured out what was wrong with me.

At first, I regretted not trusting people and keeping everything to myself. Once I met my boyfriend, I realized I could trust him. He told me that I needed to trust people more because other people could help me and keep me from depression. So I decided to trust people. Only five at first. I shared one of the biggest secrets to them and now half of our school knows because one of them told everyone. Now I regret trusting people. I don’t know who I can trust anymore and just like my boyfriend said would happen, I am on the brink of depression. I just want to be able to trust someone and not have to regret every secret I share.

I regret that even though I know my life, is always going to be at stake, I won’t care to love my family. Or perhaps this is love itself. Regretting. I’m a person who develops health issues easily. I regret having the guilt of having my family pay for my surgeries and I don’t know why. I regret always screaming at them. I regret thinking that. I regret my regrets.
I hate the fact I was born in this body, with this mind. Yet, I regret it when I say that. I want to leave, yet not at the same time. I regret this confusion. I don’t even know what I’m saying.

I kinda feel like my mind is collapsing. I’m not depressed or sad, my mind just feels like it. Haha.

I regret not being there for my best friend when she needed my. She phoned me asking me to come over that day was one of the worst in her life her depression and anxiety took over her body. I knew I was losing her she was fading away and I choose not to go and that is so f*cked up because she didn’t get that choice she was never offered the choice to ignore it , to not have to struggle with it. The truth was that I was terrified that i lost her I had never felt so scared in all my life and I was a coward and I abandoned her even though I knew she just started to hurt herself but I stayed quiet mouth shut, lips sealed closed because I wanted it all to be a mistake that I was wrong and that my best friend was okay.

My biggest regret was wasting my middle school years on toxic friends that still impact me in terrible ways to this day. Yes, I’m young, but all the warning signs were there. The worst thing? It was either then or loneliness. Social media corrupted my grade, this toxic group was the only group of individuals. (And yet we were still all the same.) I just wish I was a bit older-I dislike my grade and all the standards they have put up to make society all the same. And mostly? Im afraid that I will never find a true friend or partner, because all the fish in the sea are the same idiots. And I regret ever allowing myself to glimpse on that path-and on terrible days I regret I can’t fit in.

I regret not listening to my friends and my family, I’m 18 years old and currently a senior in highschool. I am so close to failing my senior year because of some struggles. I was told by some friends that someone was saying I raped them to try and get back at me for not liking them back, my whole school hates me and no one ever talks to me. I am made fun of because I am a bigger guy, or i’m just ugly to people. I regret turning into a drunk, due to all the stress this has given me.. I am nothing but a drunk. 18 and still a senior in highschool, now a drunk because of petty rumors. I have been drinking to get things off my mind, suicide, hate, anger. All of it because it’s a constant thing. I just want to be happy for once? Why can’t I be happy for once.

I bitterly regret agreeing to have kids. All the things I loved to do & satisfied me are over, I never have the time or money to do them anymore. My wife, who was the one who wanted kids to begin with, used to be so much fun, but after the kids she became a selfish, controlling, bad tempered, abusive alcoholic.

I work all day, then go home to cooking, cleaning, laundry, dishes, music lessons & so on. I never get a break. There’s no rest, no relaxation, no plans for the future. The moment I make one mistake, or try to do something for me, there’s trouble.

Last night I just lost it & gave her a stream of “Fuck you! Ungrateful bitch!” It felt good, but now I don’t want to go home, I just want to be on my own again & not live in a house that looks like a crazy hoarder lives there & constantly battle the crap that she piles up…..piles of crap that, somehow, are my fault too.

I’ve tried counseling, but it always turns into about her feelings & her “reality” & how I have to accommodate that. There’s never any mention of me, I can’t bring up finding piss & shit on the floor when she’s been so fucked up she didn’t make it to the toilet. I can’t bring up her violence & verbal abuse. I can’t talk about what I want out of life.

I’m so fucking done. She used to be so much fun, I felt I could share my deepest thoughts with her. But now anything I say gets filed away in her brain, ready to he turned around, mutated & hurled at me in spite when she gets angry (happens a lot). So now I don’t say a thing.

I regret not stopping the situation even though I knew it was wrong. I regret to have allowed you to keep on going, even though I was the oldest at the situation. I regret to have continued what the tension started. I regret it every single day of my life. I regret that maybe your life could be damaged by my bad decisions. I regret to have touched you as you touched me. I was more mature and I didn’t stopped it. Ever since I have regretted it every day, every night, every hour, every minute. If life gets generous one time and decides to make one of my wishes come soon true I will ask for this to never have happened. Every day I pray for you and I always will.

I regret eloping 11 years ago and not telling anyone we were married. He ended up being manipulative and even physically restrained me, leaving me a shell of a human. It was a nightmare.
I’ve dealt with it emotionally and was honest with my new fiancé right from the start. He has now just dumped me after 2.5 years. I had finally just got the strength up to file divorce papers. I was so excited to marry my wonderful fiancé, who was the brightest light in my life and my best friend. He said I took too long to file the papers and has now told everyone my secret. I live in a small town.
I’ve lost everything, all my joy, my future.
I regret not having the strength to have filed the divorce papers sooner.

I regret being so easy for the past 3 years. I am 19 and currently, I’ve had around 25 sexual partners. It all started out when I was 17. I was dumped by my boyfriend back then and I thought to myself, “no more relationships, only physical intimacy and I won’t get hurt.” I used tinder to meet up with new people and I had sex with them right away. Sometimes right after it happened, I thought to myself: “Do I really want this?”. I tried to be proud. I tried to remain positive and convince myself that sex was what I wanted. But every time I remind myself of the person I used to be, it disgusts me. I remember having sex with one of my friend’s classmate in the bathroom of a bar, I remember going to a stranger’s hotel room and having to experience his rudeness towards me after he was done with me and it makes me think that I am worthless. Only now, I’ve realized that sex was not what I wanted. I wanted to be taken care of, adored by and most importantly, loved by someone whom I loved. I often have to face harsh criticisms coming from my classmates, calling me a whore, a slut, and many other nasty names. I’ve learned how to be numb towards those type of insults, but once it hits me, the feeling of guilt and self-condemnation doesn’t leave me until I’m completely broken. Now I am slowly healing but it takes time. So please, know what you want. Don’t let your feelings fool you.

i regret having sex with a man that had a live in girlfriend. We worked together and he told me how he doesnt hardly see his girlfriend or how they dont sleep in the same bed. They were thinking about breaking up. So he invited me to their house twice and both times i went i ended up having sex with him. He wanted me to keep coming over but i said it wasnt fair to his gf and he needs to tell his girlfriend about us. I stopped everything with him after that since he said he wasnt going to tell his gf what he did. This happened 3 years ago and since then he is still with the same girlfriend (maybe married now) in same house, and they had twins. It makes me sick how he can stand staying in house he had an affair in. I made a bad moral choice and I’ve asked God for forgiveness but i still cant seem to forgive myself. I met a wonderful man that i am engaged too and i dont want my anxiety over what happened in the past to affect our relationship. Does anyone have any suggestions on how i can let this regret go?

I regret the way I dealt with the breakdown of my marriage. I met someone while I was still married. I am divorced now but am in this relationship where I feel stuck and bored. It is not how I imagined it and I feel depressed. He has an adult son that cannot (refuses) to learn how to take care of himself and probably will never move out. Because of this I feel that we cannot have a life together how I imagined, i.e. go on vacation together, just us two. I am angry and resentful. I sometimes wish he had a normal kid or no kids at all. F40

I regret having participated in bullying a classmate and having been mean to another. I regret all the times I have mocked, made nasty comments and sneered at these 2 guys. I regret not having apologized for my hurtful words and i regret not having the courage to contact them and tell them that I‘m sorry.

I regret falling in love with the wrong woman. She’s a cheater and I’m certain that she still sleeps with the majority of the men in her life. I’ve never slept with her. I can’t trust her, yet I can’t stop loving her. I regret it all.

My biggest regret was not caring for you the way I should have. I could have cared about you and your life more. I could have loved you and your life more. I put you second when all along you should have been number one no matter what. You are more important then a truck or a snowmobile or material things and what I did by putting you second was not fair. I’ve ruined what could have been a beautiful marriage. I’ve ruined the best thing that has ever happened to me. I could have committed to church with you long ago but I was too stubborn to see that’s what I should have done. Now I sit here all alone wondering what this plan is that God has for me now. I thought the plan was to spend the rest of my life with you, my angel and if that was it and I ruined it I now know I will spend eternity inhale for it. I see it now Buttercup, I love you I will always love you.

My biggest regret is jumping to conclusions when the love of my life is trying to tell me something he honestly could have hidden from me. I have no excuses to say that I have a right to jealousy with him no. I regret not trusting him in those moments.

In least to worst order:
1. Getting my eyebrows tattooed…fading, hairlines, and sagging faces take over…now I am stuck with bangs for life to cover them up!
2. Not going away to a four year college, because I was “comfortable” where I was …some people question why I push my daughters to leave the nest and go and grow, it’s so they don’t make the same mistake I did…which is explained in #3…
3. Marrying my husband (two small town kids). I don’t know why I did it, I never really loved him…but 7 months into our engagement I got pregnant, and went through with it. I knew it was mistake from day one. Some women cry walking up the aisle because of love, I cried becuse I knew it was mistake and it was too late to back out. Hate that my girls have to see me so trapped…not financially, not emotionally, not physically, just trapped for the fact that I can’t trust my alcoholic husband with my kids if we shared custody. He an ok-ish dad, but a shity husband. I’ll have to stay in this loveless, emotionaless marriage until the youngest can drive so I know she’s not stuck at his house on “his weekend”… I’m so lonely is this marriage anyway, I should have just stayed single and not created daughters with him…we have the BEST girls…and they deserve way more than a depressed/sad mom and an alcoholic dad.

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